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Xoxi walked in from out of the shadows and sneakily hugged Yuki.
"Hello there lovely!"
In reality, Xoxi basically moved into the realm. Gyro kept the Mycelings governed very well, to the point where very simple motor vehicles were created. The only major thing said by Xoxi was that she didn't want any religion involved with government and politics, and so the Mycelings kept level headed about it, not really starting new religious orders or believing any other. They established Xoxian as a religion and kept that as the main one. Television was invented, and bundled with internet access, provided this was a Myceling internet, and most human pages were wiped when everyone died. Mycelings were generous and shared their knowledge to the other peaceful races, but kept the theory of nuclear power to themselves. Armageddon was the last thing the world needed at this point.
"Still as cute as ever, might I add. I just realized I never told you that your realm was beautiful."
Xoxi sat down in a stool as Claire was arriving in the room.
"...hello Claire."
Xoxi was on a neutral ground with Claire. She wasn't fond of her, but she didn't really care if she was around. She actually reminded Xoxi of a long lost ex of hers.
FLASHBAAAACKKK TIME
Xoxi woke up from a weed-induced nap and heard a very loud fight. Humanity fell into anarchy, unsurprisingly, and so her mentor, father, and herself left where they were staying home at and went eastwards, they picked up a small group as they traveled. Xoxi met a lover in this group, named Saph, and they basically spent all their time together. Xoxi never told her she was a demigod though, her powers were not to be abused by others.
Xoxi's powers, meanwhile, took a purple shade with them, and slightly were morphed to look like Xoxi. Her mother was still very much present in the form, but it had a slight Xoxi look.
Xoxi looked outside and saw a bunch of bandits attacking where the group was held up currently. She thought for a minute before seeing her mentor with a noose around his neck, a bandit holding the other end of the rope. She ran outside and intervened.
"What's going on here?!"
As she finished her sentence, a club connected to the base of her leg, knocking her to the floor. The head bandit spoke.
"You are impure and have not seen the true path of the god Shya, the mother of conflict. We have come here to take you with us and teach you the ways when these men started attacking us. We were simply going to make you females our wives."
Xoxi's mentor struggled around, trying to free himself. He was beaten into submission shortly after.
"We haven't done anything to you! Let us go!"
"Silence female! We will leave in peace after taking you and two lives. These two."
Saph and the mentor were the only two in nooses. Her mentor spoke before the nooses were tightened.
"Squirt! Remember I'll be with you! You need to live for the both of u-"
The nooses were tightened as they were both restrained. As much as they both struggled, neither made it out of the nooses.
They were both dead.
Two bandits went to pick up Xoxi as she stopped moving. It was a harsh thing to watch.
Then, she giggled, and said:
"You're gonna pay for that!"
Shadows were risen out of the ground and were all armed with daggers. The two bandits carrying Xoxi were hastily slain on the spot, while the other bandits were reduced to a small group in the middle of the area. All the other travelers made it out of there, as Xoxi's father grabbed Xoxi and left.
A large shadow formed under the group of bandits, as they were ported 200 feet into the sky. They hit the ground and were immediately slain.
Xoxi retired to sleeping in her father's arms as he carried them off. The shadows were gone at that point.
MEANWHILE IN THE PRESENT
Tlevran built a small fortress in San Fransisco, and worked on creating a race that wouldn't talk shit about him. He needed an army if he was going to commit total genocide on the world, and this was the only way he'd get that. A small idea was formed, where a bunch of other races in the world would be combined into a hideous amalgamation of a body. He prototyped these and called them "the Deformed". None were created yet, and the ultimate design was being worked on, but it looked alright so far.
Xoxi walked in from out of the shadows and sneakily hugged Yuki.
"Hello there lovely!"
In reality, Xoxi basically moved into the realm. Gyro kept the Mycelings governed very well, to the point where very simple motor vehicles were created. The only major thing said by Xoxi was that she didn't want any religion involved with government and politics, and so the Mycelings kept level headed about it, not really starting new religious orders or believing any other. They established Xoxian as a religion and kept that as the main one. Television was invented, and bundled with internet access, provided this was a Myceling internet, and most human pages were wiped when everyone died. Mycelings were generous and shared their knowledge to the other peaceful races, but kept the theory of nuclear power to themselves. Armageddon was the last thing the world needed at this point.
"Still as cute as ever, might I add. I just realized I never told you that your realm was beautiful."
Xoxi sat down in a stool as Claire was arriving in the room.
"...hello Claire."
Xoxi was on a neutral ground with Claire. She wasn't fond of her, but she didn't really care if she was around. She actually reminded Xoxi of a long lost ex of hers.
FLASHBAAAACKKK TIME
Xoxi woke up from a weed-induced nap and heard a very loud fight. Humanity fell into anarchy, unsurprisingly, and so her mentor, father, and herself left where they were staying home at and went eastwards, they picked up a small group as they traveled. Xoxi met a lover in this group, named Saph, and they basically spent all their time together. Xoxi never told her she was a demigod though, her powers were not to be abused by others.
Xoxi's powers, meanwhile, took a purple shade with them, and slightly were morphed to look like Xoxi. Her mother was still very much present in the form, but it had a slight Xoxi look.
Xoxi looked outside and saw a bunch of bandits attacking where the group was held up currently. She thought for a minute before seeing her mentor with a noose around his neck, a bandit holding the other end of the rope. She ran outside and intervened.
"What's going on here?!"
As she finished her sentence, a club connected to the base of her leg, knocking her to the floor. The head bandit spoke.
"You are impure and have not seen the true path of the god Shya, the mother of conflict. We have come here to take you with us and teach you the ways when these men started attacking us. We were simply going to make you females our wives."
Xoxi's mentor struggled around, trying to free himself. He was beaten into submission shortly after.
"We haven't done anything to you! Let us go!"
"Silence female! We will leave in peace after taking you and two lives. These two."
Saph and the mentor were the only two in nooses. Her mentor spoke before the nooses were tightened.
"Squirt! Remember I'll be with you! You need to live for the both of u-"
The nooses were tightened as they were both restrained. As much as they both struggled, neither made it out of the nooses.
They were both dead.
Two bandits went to pick up Xoxi as she stopped moving. It was a harsh thing to watch.
Then, she giggled, and said:
"You're gonna pay for that!"
Shadows were risen out of the ground and were all armed with daggers. The two bandits carrying Xoxi were hastily slain on the spot, while the other bandits were reduced to a small group in the middle of the area. All the other travelers made it out of there, as Xoxi's father grabbed Xoxi and left.
A large shadow formed under the group of bandits, as they were ported 200 feet into the sky. They hit the ground and were immediately slain.
Xoxi retired to sleeping in her father's arms as he carried them off. The shadows were gone at that point.
MEANWHILE IN THE PRESENT
Tlevran built a small fortress in San Fransisco, and worked on creating a race that wouldn't talk shit about him. He needed an army if he was going to commit total genocide on the world, and this was the only way he'd get that. A small idea was formed, where a bunch of other races in the world would be combined into a hideous amalgamation of a body. He prototyped these and called them "the Deformed". None were created yet, and the ultimate design was being worked on, but it looked alright so far.